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Welcome to holiday season! Sure,
you may not be able to shop, shop,
shop like you usually do this time of
year (thank you, Wall Street!), but
that doesn’t make it any less glorious!
There’s the music! And the movies!
And the general good mood of everyone
around you. We, like everyone else,
loooove
this time of year…and we don’t
even celebrate Christmas!
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Are All Men Cheaters?

cheating_man.jpgAfter reading a recent CC article on a book that’s supposed to expose all the reasons men cheat, I got to thinking; what’s my opinion on dudes and cheating? Someone once told me that the reason men cheat is because there’s a small part of their brain missing, a part that is conveniently lodged in their manhood, thus creating and coining the term: “Men think with their d*cks.”

So, do I believe that all men are destined to cheat? Yes and No. Here’s why.

I think everyone – male or female – can be destined to cheat on his or her significant other. I think monogamy is an extremely hard thing to achieve, no matter what gender or age. Monogamy in your 20s is especially difficult; the temptations of college parties, combined with the excessive amounts of booze, plus a heated fight with your bf or gf, can lead to you waking up in the morning thinking, “oh my God!” when you swore to yourself you’d never cheat (trust me, I’ve been there).

But do I think men are more inclined to cheat than women? Well, that depends. Personally, I think men and women cheat for different reasons. Men (and I’m not talking ALL men, so you faithful ones, don’t get your boxer briefs in a twist) cheat because, well, they see a hot piece of ass and want to pounce. Men cheat because they feel an urge (usually in their pantelones) and want to act on that urge, with someone who isn’t constantly nagging them about doing this or doing that, as us girlfriends are known to do. Read More »

Wrappin’ Up Another Week

tired_baby-whew.jpgAnother week has come and gone. And so has the summer. Tear.

This week we put our white pants back in the closet, returned to the lecture hall and answered the questions on everyone’s minds:

Who would be better candidates for VP?
Who would we never wanna see in a sex tape?
Should we fart in front of our bf?
Which fall shows should we be excited for?
Should we ever consider sex without a condom?
Is hooking up with the hottie prof worth it?
Can the new 90210 really match up to the old one? (Not even close.)
What kind of germs did that dude leave in our sheets?
What do we need to have when we hit the party scene?
Why do we insist that we can still drink like we are in college?
Do guys really care about our sexual history?
Is there an alternative to yucky beer?

And, the most important question of all:
Who’s hotter?

Lesson Learned: St. Patrick’s Day Booze Fest

23770503.jpgMarch 17th is a wonderful day. Besides kicking off my birthday week (March 21st and I love diamonds, if you were wondering), the 17th of March also happens to be the day that we celebrate my favorite of Saints, the one, the only, Saint Patrick.

Like most people under the age of 30, St. Patrick’s Day is one of the top 3 holidays of the year, after Christmas (or Hanukkah) and before the 4th of July. It is a day spent celebrating St. Patrick, one of the Patron Saints of Ireland.

Or, a day getting completely shitfaced and waking up in the morning with green teeth.

Which presents a problem on years such as this one when St. Patrick’s Day is on a Monday. Meaning, classes are in session.

I’ve been there. And I learned some difficult and painful lessons that I think everyone can – and must – learn from. Because when your friends decide to skip lecture and attend Keg and Eggs at 6am it will be hard to say no. You will rack your brain trying to come up with reasons why you too should not throw caution (and your Philo book) to the wind and partake in the festive meal. You will tell yourself that it is just one beer and you will be fine to make it to that review session/presentation at 4.

But take it from me. You will not be OK. It will not be one beer. And there is no way in hell you will be ready for anything besides cheese fries come 4pm. Read More »

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